My neighbors were a little too invested in my comings and goings, and I was tired of the questioning stares when women left my home early in the morni...g. It’s not like I had a press release when I got divorced, so I probably come off as some philandering asshole. Not even close, but I don’t really owe them an explanation. Time to start fresh.So I crafted a well-written, thoughtfully prepared email that did not include one reference to her leggings or her perfume. Or bondage. And then I. At least, I was pretty certain I wasn't.Claudia came into the place like a Goddess descending from her perch in the heavens and was all over me like some "groupie" with a rock star toy. I was mortified with her close physical contact because we had always been so stand-offish in our younger days. She had a retinue of sorts with a young man and young woman in tow like some cruise ship with tenders to keep her from running up on the rocks.She pumped me for news on the family and the home place. Throwing me onto the bed, he puts my legs on his shoulders. With one fluid thrust he’s inside my sopping wet love hole. Fucking me slowly, he’s teasing my pussy. Tightening my muscles around his cock, he lets out a gasp of surprise. “Now you’re gonna get it,” He says. “Baby, you can’t fuck me hard enough,” is my whispered reply. “We’ll see about that.” Pounding my tight, dripping wet cunt, I scream out his name. “Oh, Chase!. "Excuse me Batman. Can you unzip me, please?" Sure, Synergy. Don't forget to try on the dress ok?"Oh! He knew just to get on my nerves. I tried on the three pants, butonly one fit me well enough. The shirts all fit me quite well, but only afew were good quality. Then my eye fell on the dress. 'I reallyshouldn't, but it does look nice.' Against my better judgment, I tried iton. It fit me surprisingly well. I even liked wearing it, though I wouldnever ever tell Batman.I changed back to my own.